Reunion

I knew it was the Nashville airport because lots of people had guitars. Our Uber driver Sammy was friendly and helpful. He taught us how to properly pronounce “Missipy”. He even laughed at my confederate joke.

We hugged our Ready Rider east contingents and drank a few beers and immediately started reminiscing about our past trips. We walked to Jonathan’s Bar and Grill for some tasty pizza. this poor Armadillo warned us to stay safe.

The usual chaos of bike assembly ensued which was further hampered by comments from the “peanut gallery”.

For the curious, you can follow our exact location from Jeff’s Spot Messenger device. Let the adventure begin!

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